Mini Series: Germs Acro: [“Pervert! Pervert!”] Hessuel: ‘Twas just a kiss! Acro: [“You peeped. Pervert.”] Hessuel: *blushes* Stop it. Acro: [“Pervert. Pervert.”] Hessuel: *wipes the face* What shall I feed you to stop? Acro: [“... Gems.”] Hessuel: Gems? Acro: *flaps wings* [“Give me gems! Gems! Gems!”] Hessuel: P-Please help me silence this bird. Producer: Let me know you like this book by voting. Thank you~
The pishnies were frightened because of my reaction. I apologized later on then their fear vanished as they tried to communicate with me. But I can't understand what they're trying to tell me. "Okay, just show me what you want to say as much as possible." They exchange glances with each other then the pishnies pull my pants again as they lead the way to somewhere. They can understand me but I can't understand them. They have better perceptions than I do! There's an old room hidden inside a big tree hole. They opened the wooden door for me and the interior surpassed my expectations. The ceiling is high for my height to pass. It's guaranteed that this room was used by a human. And I only have Matheo in mind. However, the room is filled with an abandoned heap of papers on the table, scrolls on the cabinet, and several drawers. Similar to the library of the mages I've seen before. On the table at the center of this medium extent, outdated notebooks were left by the author. Each page h
The sweet scent of cake is calling me. "... Wake up... Hessuel, wake up!" That voice resonates in my head. I'm trying to respond according to its dictate but my body seems to lack the strength to move a finger. "Hessuel, can you hear me!?" her voice trembles. I throw all the energy to open my eyes. I thought 'twas the rain that drops on my face but it was Dandeline's tears. I can't speak. Another familiar voice resonates before I groan from the severe pains in my body when I'm moved. "I'm sorry. You have to endure it well," Matheo pardoned. ☪ ✧ ✧ "Hey, Hessuel... that's what you're called, right?" A girl wearing a peach dress is looking at me with her knees bent, elbow on it, and chin above her palm. She's smiling sweetly but notwithstanding this stranger is frightening me considering my weak condition. I'm howling and groaning at her to keep her away, but she reaches me howsoever with her gentle hand. "Let me help you! I'm not a stranger, my parents and your father have s
"You were preserved in a giant owl nest for about two centuries. Your father, who is the Eldar, did it. He wanted to keep that explanation with you. The moment you wake up, your power remains sealed, your appearance is altered, and memories are concealed from you. But of course, your father won't let you wander alone. "My ancestors are direct relatives to your father. They adopted him at a young age and trained him to live with humans. A similitude with your experience. To watch over you was his plea. He wanted you to end someone's condemnation and weaken the enmity of the werewolf race. Not even that reason is clear to me. Maybe you'll understand soon. I entrusted you to my brother when the Vengeance pack has their eyes on me. I had to hide in this dimension throughout those years. That also means that I cannot guarantee your safety if you're with me." "It was all your fault after all," Zaeramil is glaring at me when I look at him, "why my family suffered separation for years." "H
"Mrs. Lanasia!" She's packing the needful things on the table and Matheo, with his son, is folding the tent. Everyone is busy while my mind is preoccupied with the conversation and deal I had with Dandeline! It's a shame not to help them, so I did help Lanasia in packing her things. I don't have my own anyway. And while doing that, I address to her my concern then requested in the latter, "Please make her change her mind!" The laugh she made is promising enough that I shouldn't expect any help from her. "Don't be a coward! She gave you the chance. It's a sheer opportunity for you to prove how much you can sacrifice for her." "You're right, but... my hair..." I've been holding on to my creed that my long hair is my lifetime asset. Not even Cormelio can change my mind. "Hessuel, it's a choice between your hair and Dandeline." She's holding back a laugh. "And besides, you'll grow your hair again if you give it up now. No worries! I'm looking forward to your new look." "Mrs. Lanasia
I follow the parents as they keep walking casually. We're surrounded by tall stones that overshadow us from the sun. Across this aggrandizement by my father are the pariahs of the werewolf race. The breed that everyone believes is the degenerated ones. "I've been a moon priestess for years," Dandeline intervenes with the silence, "I never knew this place actually exist." "Now you know," Lanasia agrees. "This is a highly confidential fact about werewolves. You'll have to file a pledge not to pervade it to anyone else." "Of course. Half of your life was sacrificed because of this. But our real problem is Elibur. I hope my diversion works." "What diversion?" "Well," she shrugs her hands, "I bet they can see these stones the way we do. So, I made multiple smells similar to ours leading into different directions to confound them." "As expected for a scholar." I walk closer to her and whisper, "Dan, what do you mean?" "Ugh, you're slow." I get what she meant when I smell fur
Phatinni leads us to where we can rest inside the castle rooms. It's the kind of palace where most of them have their own rooms, they're like living in the same house as one big family. There's neither rich nor poor among them. Some chose to have their separate roof. Matheo's family has a separate room from us, even Dandeline has her own as well. I told Phatinni that I'd like to stay in the same room as Dandeline's but she glared suspiciously at me. "You want to stay in the same room with a woman?" she questioned in a deep voice. "That's how comfortable we are with each other! And I don't have the slightest malicious thoughts." "Just abide with the rules, Hessuel," Dandeline said before she came inside her room. "No problem!" "Ngh— You were persistent a while ago..." Phatinni murmurs and I made a chuckle. There's no reason to be stubborn for she lends me a room right in front of Dandeline's. "Enjoy your rest here, Hessuel. Also, our fated Luna wants to deliver this message, p
"Alpha... Luna... Wait, what are those again?" "In humans," Luna Maia explains, "they are the King and Queen." I couldn't agree. Neither could I deny it after all they've done for me. The situation makes my fingers cold. I wouldn't like to spend my whole life with a 16-year-old stricter than her parents! The only opposing statement that flashed into my mind is, "But I am marked—" “We need to ask the moon’s will first regarding this,” Lanasia interrupted. "That’s right." Alpha Shio utters. "We would like to hear the signs as well." She lectures, "Keep in mind every word I'll say. Tomorrow, the moon shall smile at you during daylight if you are with the right woman. The moon shall not change if you and Sherizzah are not worthy to rule the white wolves together." Alpha Shio and Luna Maia agreed with the signs. They said that they would like to be informed once I met my mate here. And my choice will be between my very mate and Sherizzah. I only want Dandeline. Yet everyone is expe
I've been watching her back anxiously. She even looks different today. 'Tho it's fashionable for today's weather. Winter has completely poured itself onto anyone's skin. Her white dress remixes with the color of the snow, even her white umbrella. But about the moon's will... I remember what Lanasia told me before I existed here. When I think about it deeper, she's the fated Luna, and the strongest male wolf will be the next Alpha, especially now that Alpha Shio is about to lie down to his grave—as anyone can describe. The moon has been writing down our own path without my recognizing it consciously. I should be careful with the timing to reject her. "Hey, what's wrong?" I noticed too late that she stopped walking to face me. "When you saw me earlier, you looked like you'd seen a ghost. Is... that what humans call the living dead ones? Anyway, are you alright?" she asked while spinning the umbrella on her shoulder. "I'm okay. I lack sleep, that's all. And because you actually look